I wish I had good news for you. I wish I could tell you, on this side of grey hair and sagging boobs and the beginning of crows feet, that once you hit 40 you stop being afraid. You don't. I'd love to be able to tell you that age conquers your demons, insecurities, phobias, and your darkest nightmares. It doesn't. In fact, you might acquire some new ones along the way. I want to reassure you that 40 holds the key to stepping into life unafraid. Alas, I can't. My forties have brought me many things, but a cure for the things that go bump in the night is not one of them. Continue reading...
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